The Mezunian

Nature, how your magnificence shall never cease; Unlike some other woman on which I could speak. Gaze at how the tall golden grass dances in the breeze, How the finches flap their wings and chirp with their beaks, How they don’t leave me for that dick John Smothers and his fancy-ass law firm. The sun’s […]

How I have missed your sight, feline, Dying on the side of the street, lying in the pines; Your cute little eyes popped out of their holes, Hanging from pink strands stickily attached to the inside of your skull. Years ago I would see you on my way home, Sticking with your flesh soldered to […]